GTA 666 lyrics

[Intro: Lofty305]
Yeah
Street time, street time
Grand Theft Auto, yo
Grand Theft Auto 6
Grand Theft Auto 666 version, yo

[Verse 1: Lofty305 & Denzel Curry]
That n*gga passionate, he said he got a mission
So I call him on my phone and then I listen
He said he got this b*tch, she got a new Ferrari
So my homie got the shawty and we 'bout to catch a body, yeah
Yeah, he got a shawty, so I took a Bugatti
I don't really give a f*ck, about to catch a body
n*ggas do not know, y'all say I'm 'bout to shoot you
Come to find out about this b*tch was doing tha voodoo
What the f*ck is going on? I'm trying to do a f*cking swell
I don't give a f*ck about this sh*t, I'm 'bout to go to hell
'Bout to rob this b*tch, or sh*t, I might kill her
No, no ecstasy 'cause I do not feel her
Spill her, organs on the floor for a new car
Yes, I took it to far
Your b*tch is sucking off my whole f*cking clique
And now you acting like a b*tch, but
Lofty305 got unlimited ammo for my stick
So I got the gun, I might shoot you
Tryna be a gangstar, nah, tryna be [?]
Tryna kill a n*gga with a montherf*ckin' 45
b*tch I'm live, motherf*ckers robbin' motherf*ckers in a 305
Anarchist, antichrist, everybody knows I'm nice
On these beats know I'm mean
Yeah, I got a b*tch, and yeah, she's clean
[?]
All up in the sh*t, just like a feen
Eating it, I'm beating it, my [?]
I don't give a f*ck, my n*gga told me that you got this stick
We 'posed to be robbin' the car, but, n*gga
You instead f*ckin' this b*tch
And she's dead, n*gga, you told me the guts is on the floor
I don't give a damn, b*tch, I unlock the car door
[Outro: Denzel Curry]
Dinn
Door jarred